I posted last year about how much kids can change just from the beginning of the school year to the end. Thank goodness I’m not aging at all. But before I share those pictures I want to share a picture of our sweet neighbor who graduated this week.
Her graduation gave me great pause on just how quickly it all goes as this gorgeous lady was just about Eloise’s current age when we moved in here and I hired her to be my mother’s helper to my 2 year old so I could have some quality time with my newborn.
So what I’m saying is A. Time flies B. Eloise is evidently now for hire, and C. I still haven’t aged a bit.
I’ve been avoiding writing about this school year because I don’t want to jinx my kids for next year…..because if I may just say it “THIS HAS BEEN THE BEST SCHOOL YEAR EVER!!!!!!”
A few months ago someone asked my girls if they were looking forward to Summer. They both got very quiet and then Eloise kind of looked down with tears in her eyes and said that she didn’t want to talk about it. Esther told our friend “I wish school would go on forever.” Please let them think this way forever.
Eloise has been in a deep state of depression this weekend because school is over and she misses her teacher and classmates deeply. Eloise’s teacher this year was one of the teachers that she will tell her kids about. He’s made a huge impact on her – he’s pushed her to come out of her shell as well as nurtured her to stand-up for herself all the while knowing her sensitivities, her brilliance and her extreme kindness towards others. Mostly though, because of his incredibly warped sense of humor, he has taught her to FINALLY understand my humor and how to notice, appreciate and use sarcasm. Amen.
Watching nearly his entire classroom sob as they said good-bye to him on Friday is a testament to what a great teacher he is. I wish I had a picture of him from the first day of school when his hair was still down to the middle of his back. When he got his hair cut a few months ago we all yelled at him about it. But the Mr. Potato Head shirt kind of makes up for it.
I hope he likes us a lot as it’s my expectation that both Esther and Astrid will be in his 3rd grade classroom. Thank you Mr. P for being you. And being awesome.
I was a little worried moving Esther to Eloise’s school this year. It’s a big school with some high expectations and while Eloise is my goal-oriented worker-bee, Esther is my dreamer, giggler, and artsy one.
I need not worry though because the one thing that Esther will always find is someone to play with, someone to laugh with, and someone who needs a good friend. While 1st grade had it’s rocky bits as 1st grade usually does, it was a spectacular year. Esther had an amazing teacher who gives big hugs, high-fives, and smiles, while gently pushing the kids to work hard and find their amazing abilities. It doesn’t hurt that her teacher is also very funny, kind, has awesome taste in clothing and rides a motorcycle.
Esther fell deeply and madly in love with her and so did we. Thank you Ms. B for being awesome.
I need to note that our school has over 1000 students and both my kids teachers came to their dance recital last week. How cool is that? If I had the means I would’ve totally bought ponies for our teachers as end of school year gifts.
Teachers make such a profound impact on our kids that I am ever so thankful for teachers like these. Thank you thank you thank you.
Have you hugged a teacher today?